What, devil of hellë! should it ellës be? Shaving of silver, silver is, pardie. He put his hand in, and took up a teine 4826 Of silver fine; and glad in every vein Was this priest, when he saw that it was so. “Goddë’s blessing, and his mother’s also, And allë hallows’, 4827 have ye, Sir Canón!” Saidë this priest, “and I their malison 4828 But, an’ 4829 ye vouchësafe to teachë me This noble craft and this subtilitý, I will be yours in all that ever I may.” Quoth the canón, “Yet will I make assay 4830 The second time, that ye may takë heed, And be expert of this, and, in your need, Another day assay in mine absénce This discipline, and this crafty sciénce. Let take another ouncë,” quoth he tho,